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Multiracial MCA? No shit

Liow Tiong Lay’s argument (clip above) rests entirely on the western, Anglophile cultivated myth that being Chinese or the word ‘Chinese’, like the word ‘black’ or ‘white’, is a racial group. This is patently false.

Look at China. Read its history, go back to Sima Qian (司馬遷 who wrote the shiji 太史公書). Look at the rule by Mongolians and Manchus. Chinese is not an ethnic notion that white is ethnic. It is a cultural term, and a civilization-state, so that it is not inconsistent to say there are today Miao Chinese, Yao Chinese, Zhuang Chinese, Mongolian Chinese, and 52 other ethnics within China today.

Jian is Miao but she is Chinese, talks Chinese, practices Chinese customs, reads Chinese, and loves me (to a fault), who is a Han Chinese. Likewise, Korean is culture, or Japanese, both of which have distinct identities that were shaped by Chinese civilization and ideas. For an example, look at the (south) Korean flag; it is Chinese, that is, the idea is Daoist, also having originated in a land called China.

Hence, being culture, it was easy for China to tolerate different systems of government, one in Hong Kong, in Taiwan and Macau without any of which losing the Chinese cultural identity.

Hence, too, being culture, it was easy for Anglophile Lim Guan Eng to say he is not Chinese, and we Chinese won’t throw a fit. He is welcome to leave — good riddance, we’d say — because we know, he knows, and everybody knows, he is an Anglophile, a fucked-up piece of Banana, yellow outside, white inside. Ridhuan Tee is only Chinese in name and so, too, characters like Yeo Bee Yin, KTemoc, Wong Chen, Lisa Ng and Joshie Ah Hong. If, on the other hand, Malay first Anwar Ibrahim were to declare he is not Malay, Pakatan will face a riot the next day in Putrajaya. Lina Joy discover that the hard way.

To conclude: MCA must remain true to its identity because that’s all you have, which isn’t something you buy in a supermarket — unless Liow wants to be an Anglophile or Muslim. Or, Allah forbid, Malaysian First, whatever the fuck that is.

Just be Chinese, Mr Liow. It’s the most natural thing; it’s what we are. And we’ll be okay. 无为, Mr Liow, 无为.

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MCA, Umno treaty: No more wedded under Barisan

Six decades of Umno maligning the Chinese have led to DAP’s victory. Behind the backs of the Chinese, the DAP is now doing Umno’s dirty work so, if this seems bizarre, consider this: it took the most conservative, hawkish American president to make a deal with communist China, leading thus to US-China normalization.

The same counter-intuitive rule applies because who would believe it? Lim Guan Eng is suppose to be Chinese. How could he be maligning Chinese? But therein is the catch…. Is he Chinese? Looks like one, sounds like one, but is he?

In the circumstances, an MCA and Umno alliance treaty is a feasible alternative, going forward. The Barisan coalition of tying together the two parties within a single, superstructure is proven counter-productive and, now, passe.

What is there to object anyway if Barisan breaks up: Umno has repeatedly said, it never needed the Chinese. Nor, do we need Umno.

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Y Z, you poor thing, having to write in English: Try the spin again, Taiping woman, and tell us truthfully next time, why.

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The following is taken from YZ Chin in LitHub (the title is mine):

Malaysian in NY wonders why she writes in English

One of the very first questions I wrestled with as a writer was this: Why write in English, the colonizer’s language, when I have others at my disposal? I grew up acquainted with three languages; my grandparents immigrated from southern China to Malaya, which was a British imperial territory. So if I didn’t write in Malay, didn’t that make me unpatriotic? And if I didn’t write in Chinese, didn’t that make me a “race traitor?” Why English?

English is intricately woven into my family history. When my grandparents first came to occupied Malaya, they worked for the British. For some time they lived apart, my grandfather cooking meals for colonial officers while my grandmother worked as a nanny for British children in a different part of the country. I never heard either of them speak English, but in my imagination, the few English phrases they did know formed the language of intimate care: Please enjoy the food. Are you warm enough? Have another helping. Did you sleep well? Don’t cry. I’m here.

I suppose they learned as much English as allowed them to forge new lives. It was both a choice and not, just as it was and was not for me as I haltingly attempted to piece together a self through literature. I did not see myself in my Malay textbooks about boys who formed interracial friendships. Neither could I find myself in the Tang poems my parents encouraged me to memorize, which featured ancient men in long-sleeved robes drinking alcohol and being sorrowful (only later in life would I come to relate to that). It was in English books that I saw a sense of adventure and escape that I identified with, as embodied by British children daringly solving mysteries or circumventing adult cruelty.

I acquired English differently from the other languages I used in daily life with my parents. I became proficient solely through reading, without a corresponding speaking component. So at first English seemed to be an abstract, fantastical thing with no real-world application, and this lent itself to boundless dreaming much more than the other languages did. I gravitated toward the stories in my English books because I thought the lives depicted within were so far removed from mine; they gave me the space to imagine new ways of living.

It wasn’t until I encountered the poetry of Shirley Geok-lin Lim that I saw how naïve this view was. I was introduced to her work in the last place I’d thought to look: school. It was a place I associated with casual disdain for the arts in favor of science and mathematics—literature wasn’t introduced as an official component of English language studies for secondary school students until the 21st century. I was among the first waves of students who got to read fiction and poetry for school; prior to that, literature was considered fluff, extra, a hobby. School also seemed propagandistic to me, so I was prepared for dreary, moralistic tales about the value of being upstanding citizens. And although some of the assigned reading did fall into that category, what I remember most is Lim’s “Monsoon History”:

Again we are taken over
By clouds and rolling darkness
Small snails appear
Clashing their timid horns
Among the morning glory
vines

Drinking Milo,
Nyonya and Baba sit at home.
This was forty years ago.

My mind was blown. Here was a poem set in a Malaysian fishing village, written by a Malaysian writer who obviously had intimate love for the landscape, from its damp air to its snails, gnats, and termites. And people in the poem drank Milo, something I did every single day! But they also read Tennyson (“Reading Tennyson, at six / p.m. in pajamas”). The reference seemed jarring at first, yet wasn’t it a mirror of my own life? Was it any stranger than a girl in small-town Malaysia reading Archie comics from the library? That was when I started questioning: why Tennyson? Why, for that matter, Milo? It wasn’t a local invention, but the drink had become such a staple of everyday life in Malaysia. There must be a reason for that.

Once I started trying to find answers, they were everywhere in plain sight, like the hill my small town was known for, which has two names: one that belonged to the colonial officer who “discovered” the hill, and a local name people started using after the colonizers left. I gained an inkling of understanding that, as a postcolonial writer and reader, I am not as removed from the problems of English as I’d assumed. I drew a line from Tennyson in Lim’s poem to my grandparents’ careworn faces, their tight-lipped refusal to speak about their pasts. I finally saw that English was not a language of escape for me, but that it rather represented a painful negotiation between myself and my environment. My family had used English like a tool to carve out a living. Perhaps I, too, could wield English to reinvent myself—or my selves, as in the case with writing fiction.

So yes, I decided to write in English. I don’t see this as capitulating to a colonizing language, however; I see it as an act of acknowledging history and of claiming space. Lim’s poem, “Learning to Love America,” speaks to this:

because it has no pure products

because the Pacific Ocean sweeps along the coastline
because the water of the ocean is cold
and because land is better than ocean

because I say we rather than they

The magic of this poem is that Lim has assembled, out of English words, a declaration of identity that is ambivalent and full of turns, a kind of feint that claims a space (“American”) while leaving room for so much more. It got me thinking: what kind of layered identity could I create for myself, if I, too, claimed the language and used it the way I wanted to? Even the resignation in the poem’s ending lines—“because it is late and too late to change my mind / because it is time”—spoke to me, reminding me that I, just like anyone else, am shaped by forces that are beyond me, long in motion. This has a kind of perverse comfort; if I am thus shaped, then might I not be participating in the shaping of forces to come, even though my efforts may seem puny and the effects invisible so far? And why not participate while wielding the language that so shaped my family? As Elaine Castillo puts it in her essay: “The reason I write in English, and the reason I use untranslated words, are one and the same, the punchline to that rambling, viciously grim joke also known as history.”

Here I am, writing in English, which is mine because my grandparents used it to survive, and because I have written my truth in it. Encountering Tennyson in a monsoon poem helped me become more critical of how I pieced myself together and of my relationship to language. I believe in literature’s ability to connect us. But I also think it can help us discover the ways we are ensnared. And that is the first step to doing something about it.

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Response

YZ Chin, The Horror, The Horror

No doubt, the essay merely reflects Chin talking, arguing, to herself. So we’ll take her word at it. Which is to answer, “Why did she write in English?”

The question is pivoted on the unstated assumption (conveniently left out) that she is equally proficient and good in the two other languages she grew up with, Malay and Chinese.

But is she equally proficient in all three?

1. On Malay, she asks, “So if I didn’t write in Malay, didn’t that make me unpatriotic?” Which then begs other questions,

  • (a) Patriotism is demonstrable only in the Malay language? So then, ethnic Malay equals Malaysia? There is only one ethnicity equaling nationalism and this is Malay? To be Chinese is implicitly not a Malaysian?
  • (b) Where and what is the causal relationship between language and patriotism?

2. On Chinese, she asks, “And if I didn’t write in Chinese, didn’t that make me a “race traitor?” Who, which Chinese, has ever call her a ‘race traitor’? What is being a ‘traitor’ to a race? I write in English yet nobody in China calls me a ‘race traitor’. Instead, I am encouraged to do so, presenting China to a hostile Anglophone world. If this is true of me, then she must be imagining ethnocentrism as a peculiar Chinese trait.

Although proficient in Russian and English, Vladimir Nabokov in his later years, wrote only in English (Lolita). Does that make him a traitor to Russia?

If Chin were simply to be honest as to why she writes in the ‘colonizer’s language’ (English), she would say she isn’t proficient enough to write in either Chinese or Malay. Besides, writing in America in Chinese or Malay will not sell books. No buyers. And that would be the end of the matter.

But, for her to justify her ‘colonizer’s language’ suggests the Anglophile in her and her Anglophile prejudices: Tang poems … featured ancient men in long-sleeved robes drinking alcohol and being sorrowful whereas Tennyson brings out, gloriously, her “identity” in a ‘low-class’ mosquito swamp called Malaysia. And, if that’s all she has learned in Tang poetry, it showed she has learned nothing about Chinese literature.

Like numerous western educated up and down Malaysia, Chin is case exemplar not only of a disgusting, deceitful Banana (like Yeo Bee Yin and countless others) but a completely fucked up woman.

If Chin wants to write in pigshit, write. Whining about it, playing a ‘colonizer’ victim, will not hide her racist character — and a lying, fucking cunt that she is — all that on display in third-rate English. Eat your heart out, Chinny.

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China will not be made fodder

Every five years, when Malays fight Malays and the local Chinese are required to choose sides, they are used as ammo. To which the Chinese have paid with blood.

Because the DAP has chosen Mahathir Mohamad, MCA must now break away from Barisan in order to free the Chinese to decide.

Unlike the local Chinese who are turned into dedak at every internecine Malaiyoo war, China will not be made into fodder.

Don’t mess with us, you piece of mamak. Consider this, as yet again, a warning… Ignore it at your peril.

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Behind the smile, the Salafist fascist

https://shuzheng.files.wordpress.com/2018/05/8d5d5-s2b12bretards2bteh2btarik.png?w=500

All the smiling faces above are Salafist fascists. The one brought to the seat of central power, thanks to the DAP (again), is the one on the left.

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In the way, Anwar Ibrahim let into Malaysia radical Islamism 30 years ago, and also the way the DAP let PAS and hudud into mainstream politics and, now, Pakatan Harapan has let into the Cabinet yet one more fascist, Maszlee Malik.

Malaysia never learn, Malaiyoos never learn; they fall so easily for smiles, appearances and propaganda.

The propaganda: Ten years ago radical Islam was touted as ‘PAS for All‘. Now, DAP’s Ong Kian MIng has declared Maszlee Malik clean as a whistle. Look at his “impressive CV,” says Ong,  who himself — surprise? — is the sort you would imagine of Jerry Falwell.

Maszlee’s CV is impressive?

Durham is impressive? The International Islamic University is impressive? Before he was recruited into active politics, Maszlee taught at IIU, the sort of den (Guess who set it up?) that breeds the like of Osama bin Ladin and others who’d recruit some out-of-work assholes to mow down people on European streets.

…on second thoughts, we should let him into the Cabinet.

He will help speed up Malaysia’s self-immolation, like in the Middle East and the north African Muslim countries. In fact, the more Maszlees the merrier. Related image

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After Umno, DAP next

Democracy is no longer the only game in town. — David Runciman

Thanks to Jian for reminding me the above.

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New MCA vs DAP: Dealing with May 13’s Twin Child

With Umno gone, there is left its other May 13 Siamese twin child — the DAP. Both are inter-dependent creatures of ketuanan fascism, Mahathirism in particular, their respective political strength feeding on each other, like flowers and bees. One drip at a time on a stone (image above), it took 49 years to destroy Umno — with the hand of Mahathir that made it. So annihilating Anglophile DAP will take time. But this ought to come quicker and easier since Umno which sustains the DAP is dead. Excerpted from In the Market:

Mahathir’s contribution to Lim Kit Siang is that the former singularly annihilate MCA’s entire voter base then rocketed the entire lot to the DAP. That is, without Mahathir’s fascism, DAP would have no dissatisfaction upon which to build its base and to nurture its beginnings. It would have been a write-off a long time ago. This is as if the DAP and Umno are mutual creations, one dependent on the other for their separate existence. Or, to rephrase that, the greater is the success Umno has in ‘protecting’ Malays from the Chinese, the better off it is for the DAP, electorally and politically. The success of one offers gain to the other.

Umno out of the way, and no longer encumbered by ketuanan and Malaiyoos, MCA (Gerakan and others) are free to pursue their individual political agenda. In the yin-yang of politics, one dies, another enters to fill its place.

MCA’s reconstruction ought to begin at its roots, the party Constitution. For that, it merely requires the addition of a single Preamble page:

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(Front page declaration and preamble addition to the Constitution of the MCA)

CONSTITUTION

of the

MALAYSIAN CHINESE ASSOCIATION

PREAMBLE

IN RECOGNITION, We, the Chinese of Malaysia solemnly proclaim our attachment to the Federal Constitution of Malaysia of 1957, and by virtue of which the Malaysian Chinese Association (hereafter MCA) was established, and having affirmed our rights and duties as self-determining citizens of Malaysia;

IN RECOGNITION that Malaysia is a federalist state, founded on the principles of liberty, equality and fraternity, secular in nature, as affirmed in its constitutional provisions and in common law; and given that we are an inalienable constituent of an indivisible nation guided by the democratic principle of self-determination;

IN RECOGNITION that We, the MCA, is founded on those national principles and acting through them the highest and deepest virtues of native Chinese ethical culture, and for which We were conceived in satisfying the hopes and aspirations of all in Malaysia;

We, the MCA, solemnly make known the Articles as follows (the old articles to follow):

Part I…Part XX

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Umno and Reincarnation

On Khairy’s idea, this is the Chinese response, excerpted from Angel’s Malaysian Bitch:

Angel’s contradiction, as well as Kit Siang’s and the DAP’s, is that being Chinese and Malaysian are mutually exclusive.

They couldn’t see the flip side, that there is no Malaysian without the Chinese. Or, put in another way, Being Chinese is the only way for the Chinese to be Malaysian. It’s only that Umno’s politics have never permitted it. And now the DAP and Kit Siang are repeating the same fucking Umno idea.

Contrary to Malaysiakini propaganda, Barisan didn’t go down in one fell swoop. Its demise came in stages, from 2008, first Gerakan then MCA and MIC followed by Umno and Sabah (see GE results table below).

The point is this: Umno is the failure of Malaiyoo fascism. Pakatan is purely an extension development of the same fascism; it, too, possesses the will of its own self-destruction (see elsewhere in this site: Why Umno finds it hard to govern Malays). For Khairy to replace one racial form with another, multi-racial form does not resolve the fundamental point about its existence: What is it? What are you?

That takes some reflection. The immediate consideration, meanwhile, is not to mistake form as a weapon of choice to defeat Pakatan. Which is like driving a toothpick into the tree trunk.

Go with the grain of the timber instead, and cut it likewise: the most effective method is when the least effort needs to be used. The Malaysian polity and its political consciousness are a fragmented structure (see GE results table below). Easier, hence, to take Pakatan apart piece by piece through its individual constituent parts.

Once the legacies of Mahathir and Kit Siang are eradicated, peace returns.

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Never again will the DAP lead Chinese to their deaths

In memory of May 13 and 赵明福 Zhao Mingfu

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Every GE is a Malay fight: Distribution of GE14 votes and seats.

  2018 Najib vs Mahathir 2013 Najib vs Anwar 2008 Najib/Dr M vs Anwar
Votes (of 2013, 11.2 million / 2018 12.3 million)
PH 5,781,600 (50%) 5,623,984 (51%) 4,082,411 (48%)
BN/Anti-PH 6,131,985 (with PAS) 5,237,699 3,796,464
Seats (of 222)
PH 121 89 82
BN/Anti-PH 97 133 140

2018 seat total: the remaining 4 are held by independents. Source: Wiki

Tentative conclusions:

  1. Of new 2018 votes (1 million), most Malays chose PAS; that is, race politics is still alive and there was no Malay tsunami favoring Pakatan.
  2. In any Malay vs Malay GE fight, Chinese and Indian votes combined are critical to decide winner.
  3. Contrary to design, gerrymandering worked against BN, badly affecting especially MCA & Gerakan but benefiting instead DAP and PKR. Mahathir’s PPBM 13 seats is 6% of total. DAP went from 36 in 2013 to 42, PKR 30 to 47.
  4. Three-way fights are bad for BN because Umno needs MCA more than it needs Malays who, absent their votes, still won’t swing to Pakatan. They go to PAS, which Pakatan had predicted would get next to zero seats. PPBM 13 plus Amanah 11 total 24 in GE14, just 3 more than the 21 by PAS in 2013.
  5. Mahathir is not the tsunami hero portrayed in Malaysiakini propaganda (also Outsyedthebox); he instead raised the DAP and PKR seat numbers (in marginal constituencies) without bringing in alot more Malay votes.
  6. Pakatan scrapped through with 113 (of 222) seats but, from total popular vote standpoint, it is weaker than 5 years ago.
  7. Electorally, Pakatan post GE14 is sustained by (a) the 8 Sabah seats and (b) Najib Razak’s poor reputation in the peninsula. Without (a) or (b), or both, it is more vulnerable than was Barisan shortly before GE14. Time, though, is on its side — five years to shore up its position before the next GE.

End remarks:

As early as 2014, Anglophile Guan Eng bragged that Pakatan needed only a 2% vote swing in GE14 to net Putrajaya. He got that and now finds himself standing on the other shore where the tsunami came in. And when it turns up again, he and Pakatan won’t just drown; they’ll watch all their entire possessions sweep out into the sea, they’ll repay for what Mahathir et al would be doing the next five years, because the tsunami doesn’t care whether in its path is Guan Eng or Jesus Christ.

A man can do what he wants, but not want what he wants. — Arthur Schopenhauer (1788-1860)

The more Guan Eng and Pakatan act and do, over the course of time, the more painful it gets when they see all that go out to sea on the next tsunami round. Wuwei, wuwei…. History and Nature are not, you see, linearity even by repetition; they turn up, they surprise you, in cycles. And we Chinese have the patience of a drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip… — a force more powerful than any other because it virtually dissolves the stone. That’s a part of Chinese naturalist philosophy Anglophiles can never fathom. Never.

Count your beans, Christian Eng, while you still can.

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What is a Chinese ultra? Jesus Eng isn’t one, of course. Instead, listen to the man below…

By ‘our’ culture, Huan means (Confucian/Daoist) ethical culture — how to properly conduct human relationship, even with the fallen. Culture copied by and as understood by Anglophiles (Syed Akbar Ali, Steven Gan, et al) are cricket clubs, Shakespeare, scones and marmalade, and Mahathir horse riding.

They have no refined ethical culture. Contradictions abound. You find Mahathir treating Najib the way Anwar was treated; their methods and conduct are identical. Reformasi is purely the reformation of power — for the purpose of realigning it. Malaiyoo rights and Anglophile righteousness are settled by power.

Mahathir’s reward for power: Anglophile’s narcissistic culture in humiliating another man. Like barbarian hordes and medieval European mobs, they delight in crushing a man. On the day of his release from jail, Anwar called that delight, ‘euphoria’. In biblical verse: Vengeance is the Lord’s.

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Today is May 13…

…49 years to the day. And Umno is destroyed in the same hands that made it. Justice, balance, harmony are restored. Zhuangzi莊子 was right:Wuwei 无为; most effective way is, act but effortlessly.

Truly, home. 心爱的 还有十个小时到

Dear Mr Lim Kit Siang,

Malaysia ‘a model to the world’? Grand words that even Stalin knew how to say.

After which you go on with the yada, yada about ‘independence, efficiency and professionalism’ as if these are classroom behavior matters you carry out by snapping the teacher’s finger. Mr Lim, you don’t even know what it is you are saying.

You talk about ‘national unity and reconciliation’ yet you have the country’s greatest, biggest, most virulent, longest-running divisive power sitting on top of the political pecking order. Make a guess who?

And you have the nerve to patronize us about ‘unity and reconciliation’.

Farther down you add, ‘This is not a time for vengeance and petty-mindedness.’ Have you not been listening to campaign speeches from your party comrades, for example, Nga Kor Ming, Hew Kuan Yau, Hannah Yeoh, and your son Guan Eng? These are on record and I suggest you go back to listen and pay attention, now that you have the time.

“Harapan,” Rais Hussin says, “did not challenge the previous government merely out of sheer caprice, or of wanting to go one up on then-prime minister Najib Abdul Razak.”

Yes, of course, he, you and Mahathir are in it to ‘save Malaysia’.

How to save Malaysia? According to Rais, get ‘triple-A sovereign risk rating’. Sure, even junk bonds are issued triple-A. Do you know nothing about the subprime mortgage crisis? Or, have you learned nothing?

One more thing, Mr Lim, go fuck your mother.

Sincerely,

小弟

Postscript: You want Triple-A? Look up the Americans. Try Goldman Sachs as well – am sure they will help. Or is it that Wong Chen has already done that? You know who is Goldman Sachs, Uncle Kitty?

This is Mahathir Mohamad on April 9 when warning China:

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This is China’s response May 10 to Mahathir after he became prime minister (a most unusual statement because never has it commented on another country’s electoral outcome):

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This is Mahathir May 11 on his ‘foreign policy’ in trade, never mind, he says, whether dealing with ‘communist or non-communist’:

Look who is listening in and watching over his shoulders. For a virulent anti-Chinese and a fascist barking dog not a word — not even a whimper — against China.

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Here, in these pages, unlike China’s Foreign Ministry, we don’t have to be polite towards that dog. My Motherland’s offer still stands: We challenge Mahathir to shut down ECRL, rescind Forest City and all other China-related project contracts, big or small.

Since, as Mahathir has repeatedly said, China has violated Malaysian sovereignty, grabbed land and property, stolen jobs and indebted the country, we Chinese repeat our challenge: His Pakatan government declare war on China. Save Malaysia, remember?

…otherwise stop your whining and kneel before our Emperor! We might just throw you a dog bone, mamak.

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GE14 results prove one thing: From hell and, now, back to it, Malaysia is the world’s top most stupid country.

If you are outside stay out. If Najib was bad, then Mahathir doing worse has nothing to lose. Soon, he’s going to be dead anyway.

Mahathir had been wrong on so many things, so many times, about Musa, Anwar, Badawi, about the Chinese — and Malays, too — about human nature, about the economy, about the world. Now, wrong about Najib Razak, he conflates the personal character failures of a man, a very human one at that, to bad governance.

Who’s to say Mahathir isn’t wrong again? And then what, Pakatan? That he will return from the grave to ‘make amends’, to ‘save Malaysia’? DAP and PKR thirsted after power so much they would do anything for it. Anything. They had won on pure propaganda, not with great ideas.

New Malaysia? Fuck Malaysia.

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Watch this video below.

Regrets Kak Wan? Mr Lim? The clip plays the hesitancy again and again.

Pay attention, not to Mahathir, but Wan Azizah/PKR and to Lim Guan Eng/DAP. What does it say about the two parties that got together not because of Najib but because of Mahathir Mohamad? In the clip, they can’t even breath. Also watch Kit Siang’s demeanor whose party has 42 seats vs PPBM’s 13 and must play second fiddle. What happened to equality?

Kit Siang will now die worse than second class.

What does all that say of the tyrannical streak in Mahathir? What does it say of a man whose PPBM has just enough seats you can count on the fingers? And if that doesn’t humble him, what does the conduct say of a man laying claim to 122 seats as if he owns everything?

PKR scored 47 out of 51, DAP 42 out of 43. If there is indeed a Malay tsunami, why such a miserable PPBM count: 13 out of 52 seats? The mamak knows no shame.

This is the trouble with a marriage of convenience. This is the trouble with one logo contest; it limits choices and puts democracy in a straitjacket. Wait till the in-laws start to fight.

Game over? No way. When the deceitful squares off with the deceitful then someone, sooner or later, is going to pull out a dagger. No convenience store marriage is going to end happily after. Even the diapers have to be paid for.

Let’s be done with the country….

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亲爱的 回来了

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Update: Annie’s Stupid Malaiyoos

After Barisan nearly lost GE12 and 13, in spite of Mahathir’s support, questions arose about Chinese ‘loyalty’ to Malaysia, at Utusan for example. At Annie’s blog, she and her fan-mob feasted on that idea. When the chance came up, Annie struck:

The one below implied that Malays decide the Chinese fate, if we live or die.

At GE14 when more than 6 in 10 Malays voted against Barisan, Annie has nothing to say about Malay ‘loyalty’ to Malaysia.

It isn’t just Annie, of course. Over at all the Malay blogs (for example, the Malaiyoo who considers himself a ‘Dog‘) the same silence persists. Like them, Annie’s is a den of racists. In Malaysian political life, this is par for the course.

What’s however striking is the Malaiyoo display of incredible, hypocritical stupidity.

At Annie’s, Hew Kuan Yau (the DAP man who said let the Malays screw the Malays) is now considered a patriot! How? Because Hew supported the Umbrella protests in Hong Kong; it being anti-mainland China. A Malaysian Chinese supporter of a foreign, anti-mainland event is therefore patriotic? And this is the same supporter who has said, without qualification, that all South China Sea belongs to China. Period.

Why? Why? Why? Why are these Malaiyoos so stupid? Give them a generation they can’t fix a country and, now, they bring in a mamak to run the show, the same mamak who fucked it up in the first place. Hallelujah!

Good riddance Malaiyoos. And fuck you.

Postscript: Want to know something else, Malaiyoo RD? We threw the Umbrella Christians out of the universities, jailed and fined them then gave each one two criminal records to last them a lifetime. Out of jail, they will collect street garbage for a living. For your own sake, don’t mess with us. You are not up to it.

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The Game isn’t Over

Perhaps the most succinct explanation for BN’s defeat is provided by Leslie Lau: he isn’t sure. He isn’t sure because Mahathir Mohamad doesn’t represent a new Malaysia. There is not even an addition of new players: PKR is not a new player, nor is the DAP.

On the contrary, everything about Mahathir, including all that he has spoken up against — abuse of authority and corruption in particular — represents the old. Even the craft of deception is older than Mahathir. Lionizing him, as they now do in Malaysiakini as if he is invincible, won’t change that fact of history.

Lau isn’t sure perhaps because the question could have been the wrong one. Another way of asking is to look at why and how it is Mahathir won. Even there we find the same answer that goes back to the year which birthed Mahathirism: it is on the back of (a) May 13 and, (b) the political organization Umno to which he was readmitted in 1969.

(a) Mahathir begun anti-Najib on the back of a campaign that Najib Razak was too cozy with the Chinese, Singapore included, after which China was added. Up until yesterday, he saw nothing intrinsically wrong with Umno.

(b) He couldn’t because, doing so, is to concede that (Umno) Malays shouldn’t govern Malaysia, much less Malays. His argument is that Umno was merely hijacked having been turned into a ‘Najib Umno’, a political party loyal only to Najib, thus losing its way. So that, if Umno was not supposed to be loyal to Najib, Mahathir wants Umno loyalty to him.

This is a Mahathir wish that, in its turn, sidetracks the inherent contradiction within Umno. It works towards its own death: as Malays progress, Umno’s redundancy grows. The party’s reason for existence as a ‘protector’ of Malay interest diminishes as that protection is made secured.

This leads to a further problem: as Umno’s redundancy grows, there is lesser need for it. Mahathir invents another Umno, today called PPBM. That is, without Umno, there is no Bersatu, the former’s successor

Not even the post GE14 power structure has changed. Recall that Umno begun politics on less than equal standing, both within Malaya and especially after Malaysia’s formation. Penang, Selangor and Perak could be considered as opposition states until the formation of Barisan. Sarawak and Sabah then weren’t fixed deposits, a situation so precarious then that it lead to Project IC in Sabah, then hoisting up Taib Mahmud as the primary Sarawak force, producing the endemic land grab witnessed today.

There is one hope left for Malaysia: Neither Harapan nor Bersatu can nominate Mahathir prime minister. Harapan is not a registered coalition and Bersatu is not a legal party. All the propaganda won’t change that fact so, it’s just as well the three originators of Pakatan boot out Mahathir. Here is the actual GE14 parliamentary seat standing:

  • PKR 47
  • DAP 42
  • Bersatu 13
  • Amanah 11
  • Warisan 8
  • Bebas (Tian Chua’s Batu) 1

Total: 122.

Less Bersatu 13, the total above drops to 109, three short of a simple majority.

There is, however, also this permutation: Bersatu was never an actual Opposition. PAS is. PAS, with 18 seats, taking the place of Bersatu, is better as an avenue to depoliticize Malaysian lives and end Mahathirism: Hadi Awang has less reason to give (Islamic) trouble in the future and the new federal would have two more state governments to work with.

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What’s wrong with this propaganda picture? The two parties add up to 24 seats but Mahathir is made to look like the victory is his. If the 18 seats from PAS replace both Bersatu and Amanah then, 90 + 18 = 107. Add Warisan’s 8 = 115. Bingo! End of Mahathir.

That, think about it, would be truly the People’s wish. For Mahathir’s party to get 13 seats proves nothing, not especially the People’s Wish. On the contrary.

“All is fair in love and war.” Besides, both the DAP and PKR have repeatedly stressed, Mahathir is just to be used, like a fucking horse. Well, the use-by-date has expired.

A new federal government would have Perak and Kedah comfortably, on top of Trengganu and Kelantan and still keep Johor, Negri Sembilan and Malacca (there are ways about it, of course).

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Below shows why Mahathir is never to be trusted. From among Annie’s Assholes:

1. Malay rights and privilleges (sic)
2.The supremo position of Islam in the country
3. The rights and position of Malay Rulers
4. The special position of Malay language.

“We’ll do anything possible to defend all those rights; such as going to the streets in huge numbers TO FIGHT and PROTECT what is rightly ours!”

Oh ya? That Annie’s asshole just don’t get it and why yesterday’s results are what they are.

Goodbye Annie. See you in hell…(Update: But no hurry. Hell will still be there.)

Update 1: Mahathir relaunched democracy? Is there a claim more ignorant and more stupid than this?

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Other Updates

Postscript A: A Grand, Natural, Anti-M Coalition

PKR+DAP+BN (all others fuck off)

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Postscript B: Watch this space…

Late night, update 2: Move along, nothing to see. Go home, get some sleep.

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